I do not ask for mercy for understanding for peace br And in these heavy days I do not ask for release br I do not ask that suffering shall cease. br br I do not pray to God to let me die br To give an ear attentive to my cry br To pause in his marching and not hurry by. br br I do not ask for anything I do not speak br I do not question and I do not seek br I used to in the day when I was weak. br br Now I am strong and lapped in sorrow br As in a coat of magic mail and borrow br From Time today and care not for tomorrow.